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Artis - Chorus] I ain't set the stroke and I for games, I just came to fuck and get some brain. I got a at the crib so I ain't your man. I'll be damned, be damned, I'll be damned. You all I really wanna do is fuck. I ain't gon' let a hungry women set me up. And if you think I'm that stupid you done your luck. I'll be damned, be damned, I'll be damned.
Artis] You gave right. Yes I love and I got as big as guys's big "wah". I'm a trick nigga, so bitch how you figure I wouldn't turn my niggas on to you when I hit ya. I probably could forget ya if I been drunk, but choke a dunkadunk, keep my on hump. my mind's on hump to me my .9's in the trunk, and Denaun got a line for every fine I hunt. Not once, twice, but three times the that your man is, and I'm a undercover. I got plans for you, trick, I don't a baby mother. I got of them motherfuckers tryin' to smother me already. We can't go steady, but you can me head. me that, get the hell out my bed, and leave the shit. My chap lips will cut nipples when fed, and on the way, the bread with Achman. I'd love for you to but I got another date, with a fat chick eat cake on playskates. She rubbed my funky ass and feed me grace my man in the closet ran out of videotape.
I'ma make one thing clear, ain't no hear gon' ruin my career. All the you doin' is pursuin' a dream, that's when you find out that ain't truly what it seems. All these hoes be lyin', bullshittin' other. And why the hell Kobe Bryant didn't a rubber. He might as well have went and the hoe that he love her. I'm sure as hell ain't go to court for my mother, or my wife, and my sisters. So a mistress. They signin' a contract before these hit this. Never will a woman take me out way. I keep a RCA in there motherfuckin' face.
What's name again? It doesn't matter. My name is Bizzy, a for Mr. Mathers. Sit girl. Let me get you a drink. I'ma buy you a mink, and you in the sink. From day one, I you was a hoe. I put a rubber on my toe and fucked you mo'. around, let me see your nasty ass. Put on a mask while I take off your maxi pads.
These be on some bullshit. Always tryin' to pull shit outta ass. Get mad and put you on blast. Tell 'em how she fucked you, you, put it on you, boned you. Yappin' off with mouth sayin' she loved you. All on your dick, your phone, spazzin' and shit. Havin' a fit until you feel callin' it quits. Then she callin' your chick, wantin' to fight. Everytime you up at a gig, she front row with her friends. you off. you to the bar, the bathroom, the lot, to the car, pissin' you off. you blackout, now you and the hoe is havin a scrapout. You get up for assault and now you asked out.